So Much To Live For

Helloo folks!

I know Tumblr isn't currently my main area of activity. However, this rule needs to be firmly put in place before I can pluck up the nerve to even float back here casually.

Unfortunately, I will have to ban minors from all of my blogs. The more mature blogs go without saying, but this now goes for my sfw blogs as well.

I will no longer be interacting with any blogs that do not disclose their age range somewhere on their rules page. Please note that I will also be EXTREMELY selective with blogs that disclose an age bracket of under 21.

If you are a minor, please understand that this is not because I think your writing isn't worth it. There are so many incredible young writers out there. This has nothing to do with you. This firm rule comes as a safeguard in light of a deeply unpleasant and distressing experience.

This is a PSA. I will also be placing DNIs on all of my rules pages over the coming days.

   “do you value food and cheer and song above hoarded gold?” the muse mused, resting her chin on her laced fingers.   what a peculiar man he was, this hob gadling.   she could see why her once-husband had taken such an interest in him.   it was a scarce, to-be-cherished occurrence.   calliope could not be sure whether the mortal immortal was aware of his intrigue.   were he not, she intended not to spoil the man for the master of forms.

He was genuinely curious to hear her answer and yet, in his draft of giddiness, rambled on anyway.

"I mean, don't get me wrong. I do like gold - big gold fan, me! I don't hoard it, though, I SPEND that shit. On food and drink and company, if need be! Gold ain't there to be looked at. It's there to help some poor, self-indulgent sod like myself get easier access to every food, drink and song. And various other fine things..."

He snorted with laughter and drained his glass, before near enough slamming it down onto that table with joyful CLUNK.

" Isn't that technically what you're doing right now? Now you're merely putting words in my mouth. By technicality, everyone speaks with their face. Your mouth is a part of it. I didn't speak with my face when you brought it up. "

" I didn't say anything. "